Sentenced to Death
You're nothing! I wish you were never born! Your words branded my self esteem, your fists bruised my soul, weak and disoriented you expected me to be strong. Disgusted, I stare at my perceived disfigured reflection in the mirror smashing my fist into its cold surface shattering it to pieces on the floor. A piece calls out to me. You're nothing! Do yourself a favor end it all. Put yourself out of your misery. The jagged edge rips deep into the flesh of my being. My garnet blood pours out years of self doubt and confusion. Doomed to spend eternity with you in Hell's icy grip.. Written September 24th, 2001 © on Sep 24 2001 04:27 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"You're nothing! I wish you were never born!..."